And if you want to imagine the future, imagine a boot ... no, imagine a sneaker, laces trailing, kicking a pebble; imagine a stick, to poke at interesting things, and to throw for a dog who may or may not decide to retrieve it; imagine a tuneless whistle, pounding some luckless popular song into insensibility; imagine a figure, half angel, half demon, all human...Slouching hopefully towards Tadfield...... forever.

A/N: I'm very intrigued by the open endedness of the series 2 finale in terms of what may be coming for Arthur and Gwen, and so this is my first attempt at playing with a possible scenario. The style is somewhat experimental - mostly dialogue, with as little narrative as possible. For all that it may be a somewhat strange style, I hope you enjoy it ♥